Welcome to my blog
My first post!
Hello <3 welcome. This is a homecoming of sorts really. I had a blog throughout my teens which I loved but I guess got spooked out of writing by wanting to become legit in my early twenties. Well that still hasn’t happened. Anyway I thought this could be a good space to write about life and some of the things that happen outside in the world and inside of my head. Don’t expect heavily researched 2000+ word essays, or trend forecasting masquerading as cryptic philosophy - it’s going to be very informal. More like diary entries, or, you know, a blog. Ok, so a bit of catching up:
For the last 3 years (I am 3 years old) I’ve lived in a flat by Angel tube that I can’t afford and worked freelance, trying to find time and inclination to write things which aren’t copy lines for Aerospace companies or plumping lip glosses. I started making zines again (post-Mushpit) last year, which felt mortifying if I’m honest, but actually combining images with a looser, less narrative voice sparked quite an interesting shift in form that has extended into other work. I published some vaguely poetic writing in a magazine called Nuts in September, and have just finished a fairly long piece of fiction that is now burning a hole in my Google Drive. All that is to say, if you’re here from my hot take op-ed days I’m not really a journalist anymore and don’t want to be one. I think four bots reading something I’ve spent a day wringing out of me between pitch calls to pathologically unsound CEO’s is not a worthwhile use of my time. I lay in bed last night and realised I am potentially halfway through my life. Then I was up to 4am (in a bad way) eating madeleines with peanut butter (good) and listening to The Wild Edge of Sorrow (forgotten it).
This is all a very roundabout way of saying that I don’t really write publicly about fashion or politics or culture anymore because the media climate is appalling and the voice I’m using in published work has changed. (side note: all writers have split personalities and all copywriters are actors. I am an actor with a split personality who likes to sleep all day - I should probably start a podcast instead.) Anyway maybe I’ll write about that stuff here, along with recommendations, London, dating anecdotes idk. By the way the title of this blog is literally just the last thing I googled, but if the ballet pump fits! (it fits).
Ok do you know enough about me yet to subscribe? Maybe you want more personal info. I could tell you all the supplements I take at night… No I’ll save that. Let’s see, I’m wearing white thermals and a Brandy Melville waffle (pathetic). I have two sprays of Amber Kiso on my skin (medicinal/woody) and three products in my wet hair (curl type 2b). I moisturise with almond and lavender oil and seem to have the gentle edges of a migraine forming behind my forehead. In a minute I’m going to Marylebone to exchange some Christmas presents and possibly have lunch with my ex boyfriend! I don’t know what I intended to say when I started this paragraph, but I think it has actually turned out perfect. Later I’m going to come home and write about the Agent Provocateur sale, as well as adopted OCD behaviours and London in the days between Christmas and New Year. Oh, I like this you know. If you like it then you can subscribe, and if I know you personally which I invariably do, please never bring this up in real life. x